i feel like a little kid inside, a little kid playing al these grown up games, kind of like when my brothers used to sneak "leasure suit larry" when my parents wern't watching except this isn't playing on my computer
there are few brilant poets ben gibbard is my favourite
"this place is a prison and these people arnt your friends,inhailing thrills through $20 bills and the tumblers are drained and then flodded again and again" so true of life in this place, leads me to think that maybe life is like that everywhere?????
i need to talk to miss stevie. i'm sad ive worked at my satore a whole year, sunday is my last day i'm excited but at the same time i want to cry because the people there are like my family. heres to sunday sucking
tomorrow is new years eve.... what will you be doing at mid night.... what will you be on ????? who will you be kissing when the clock strikes 12am 1/1/05?
you left on monday! today is friday! monday you'll be in my arms again!
right now i wish christmas was over because..... 1. my mum dad brother and al other relitives are currently in melbourne celebrating together 2. my boyfriend is in alabama 3. i want my mum
all i want for christmas this year is my family back